Lyrics Тикки Шельен - In memoriam Андрея Ленского
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Так всегда и бывает, когда тридцать восемь,
и жар не спадает четвертые сутки
подряд - отвечай на вопросы судьбы,
не теряй чувства такта, узлы и закрутки
развязывать поздно, и только одно
в голове канареечно-желтый кирпич,
впереди - изумрудные башни, вокруг никого.
А я помню дорогу в Аркадию -
детская книжка, проветренный дом,
я болею, и в школу не надо, и
горло болит, и глотаю с трудом.
Я лежу на диване, а девочка вдаль
убегает, по желтым стуча кирпичам
каблучками красивых серебряных башмачков...
Было много, так много всего накопилось,
а не за что взяться - пустая рука,
ты куда, дорогой? - никуда, в никуда,
я не слышу, зовут, в голубых облаках
кислородной палатки дыши минеральной
водой, превратившейся в пар под воздействием
жара, - четыре стихии и все заодно.
А я помню дорогу в Аркадию -
на восьмом этаже пролегала она,
из окна - позывными, как радио, -
волна саксофона и клавиш волна,
я туда приходила, и ставили чайник,
и джаз начинался, сияли глаза,
плыл корабль на закат, где матросская тишина.
Что же, друг, как же это, опять тридцать восемь,
и в этом году, и уже навсегда.
Ты, наверное, гений, но очень нелепый,
да все тут нелепые, просто беда,
под нелепой звездою рожденные, ждем
не дождемся, что Элли прорвется,
за всех доберется в какой-то Канзас,я не знаю куда.
Я же вижу дорогу в Аркадию -
желтая метка мелькает в траве.
Мы стоим посреди автострады, но
с венком одуванчиков на голове,
облетают лысеющим пухом, машины несутся,
в кармане зеленое стеклышко - глянь, это солнце встает.
Мы глядим на зеленое солнце, горят изумруды Аркадии,
Я надеюсь, Канзас -
это просто плохой перевод
This always happens when thirty -eight,
And the heat does not fall for the fourth day
in a row - answer questions of fate,
Do not lose a sense of tact, nodes and spin
untie it late, and only one
in the head of the canary-yellow brick,
Ahead - emerald towers, around anyone.
And I remember the way to Arkady -
Children's book, a ventilated house,
I get sick, and I don't need to go to school, and
The throat hurts, and I swallow with difficulty.
I'm lying on the couch, and the girl into the distance
runs away, knocked on the yellow bricks
heels of beautiful silver shoes ...
There were many, so much has accumulated,
but there is nothing to take up - an empty hand,
Where are you, dear? - Nowhere, nowhere
I don't hear my name, in blue clouds
oxygen tent breathe mineral
water turned into steam under the influence
The heat is four elements and everything at the same time.
And I remember the way to Arkady -
She ran on the eighth floor,
From the window - call sign, like a radio, -
A wave of saxophone and keys wave,
I came there and put a kettle
And jazz began, eyes shone,
The ship sailed to the sunset, where the sailor silence.
Well, friend, how is it, again thirty -eight,
And this year, and forever.
You are probably a genius, but very ridiculous
Yes, everyone here is ridiculous, just trouble,
Under an absurd star born, we are waiting
We will not wait for Ellie will break through
For everyone will get to some kind of kansas, I do not know where.
I see the road to Arkady -
The yellow label flickers in the grass.
We stand in the middle of the highway, but
with a wreath of dandelions on the head,
fly around with bald down, cars rush,
In the pocket of the green glass - look, this sun rises.
We look at the green sun, the emeralds of Arcadia are burning,
I hope Kansas -
it's just a bad translation
And the heat does not fall for the fourth day
in a row - answer questions of fate,
Do not lose a sense of tact, nodes and spin
untie it late, and only one
in the head of the canary-yellow brick,
Ahead - emerald towers, around anyone.
And I remember the way to Arkady -
Children's book, a ventilated house,
I get sick, and I don't need to go to school, and
The throat hurts, and I swallow with difficulty.
I'm lying on the couch, and the girl into the distance
runs away, knocked on the yellow bricks
heels of beautiful silver shoes ...
There were many, so much has accumulated,
but there is nothing to take up - an empty hand,
Where are you, dear? - Nowhere, nowhere
I don't hear my name, in blue clouds
oxygen tent breathe mineral
water turned into steam under the influence
The heat is four elements and everything at the same time.
And I remember the way to Arkady -
She ran on the eighth floor,
From the window - call sign, like a radio, -
A wave of saxophone and keys wave,
I came there and put a kettle
And jazz began, eyes shone,
The ship sailed to the sunset, where the sailor silence.
Well, friend, how is it, again thirty -eight,
And this year, and forever.
You are probably a genius, but very ridiculous
Yes, everyone here is ridiculous, just trouble,
Under an absurd star born, we are waiting
We will not wait for Ellie will break through
For everyone will get to some kind of kansas, I do not know where.
I see the road to Arkady -
The yellow label flickers in the grass.
We stand in the middle of the highway, but
with a wreath of dandelions on the head,
fly around with bald down, cars rush,
In the pocket of the green glass - look, this sun rises.
We look at the green sun, the emeralds of Arcadia are burning,
I hope Kansas -
it's just a bad translation